box of hearts

Chapter 110
Qing Tian paused in his words, and he also stopped in front of Qi She, pressing the index finger of his right hand to his heart, and staring up at him in a charming and provocative way, "I think among my guests, only the third master hasn't tasted it yet." Wouldn't it be a waste of my sincerity to the third master to experience the taste of Qingtian's body? Don't leave today, let me make a good apology to the third master, from head to toe, to wash away the dust and hard work for you."

Qi She looked down at Qingtian in complete confusion, and saw that she moved a pair of innocent eyeballs left and right a few times, then lowered her head, smiled and held his waist with both hands, and said in a low voice "Don't worry, I've waited so long, how can I disappoint you, my friend? To be an oiran, you don't have enough looks and singing skills. Qingtian's housekeeping skills are well-known. If the third master doesn't believe it, you can put him in prison now." The former censor Mr. Qiu and Mr. Liu, the Shangshu, asked the "brothers in the boots", and that Mr. Feng would tell the third master that with just one mouth, Qingtian could make his old birthday Youthful and rejuvenated, gain, Tao, success, immortality."

Qi She's face was distorted by rage, and her slap was raised high in the air, "You—"

Qingtian flinched a little, and brought forward his beautiful face with even makeup, waiting to see, "Yo, what did I say wrong, and made me angry again? Damn it. If the third master wants to hit him, just do it." Hit, it's not like no one has ever hit me before, it made my nose bleed all over the bed, and I still greeted him with a smile when I came back the second time, let alone the third master? You can do anything to me as long as you want, I was born to be called a man Jolly."

She looked up at him, judged his appearance, and smiled very charmingly, "I knew that the third master loved me and was reluctant to do anything. It's just that the third master's face is so ugly, I think he is not in the mood to stop. Qingtian Don't dare to stay, wait for the third master to be interested in another day, and come at any time. Then please walk slowly on the road, forgive me because I just can't blow the wind, so I won't send it off. "

Qingtian is graceful and graceful, she walks away on her own, and sits down on the edge of the small bed with her back to Qi She.She grabbed the small gown that covered her shoulders, hugged herself tightly with her hands, and burst into tears.It doesn't matter even if he understands her good intentions, she has already trampled on the bottom line that a man who is a shoemaker and fireman would have.That's it, there's no going back.Qingtian bit her lower lip with her teeth, not making a sound of crying, not because she was afraid that he would hear it, but because she was afraid that she would not be able to hear it.She just wanted to hear his unique footsteps one last time - when he left her.

After the eternity of silence, there was an expected movement, but unexpectedly, it was not going away, but approaching lightly and heavily, and each step directly stepped on her heart.The steps came to a stand behind her, and then——

"Qingtian, you underestimate me, Qi She."

It is a huge and magical roar like the loud noise when ten thousand white pigeons take off at the same moment.Qingtian turned his head in bewilderment, with tears on his face.

Qi She stood tall, looking down into her eyes, neither sad nor happy, "I am the prince of the richest empire in the world. Once I was born, I was within reach, gold or jade. I staggered among the treasures. Toddler, babble, those things that people call 'primeless', where I grew up, they all piled up in the warehouse and moldy in boxes. Do you think that such a person has been suffering so much? What I'm after is the cheap body of a prostitute? I can only tell you that my eyes are more poisonous than the most experienced appraisers, and I will never be wrong. This life , the only 'priceless treasure' I have ever seen, the treasure that even I, who regard gold and silver mountains as worthless, has to hold in the palm of my hand with trepidation, is here." He sat down face to face with her, With the right hand, press her chest that hides a daughter's heart.

Qingtian burst into tears, but saw the solemn Qi She suddenly smiled, staring at his hands and her plump breasts under his hands, and said every word: "This nonsense, just for this touch!"

She laughed with tears and patted his arm.

He put his hands out of her armpits, hugged her tightly, and put his lips close to her ears, "Qingtian, I knew who you were from the first day, and the scene you showed me today is truly incredible. To be honest, I have seen worse in my heart. This bed where people come and go, this place where people come and go, every time I see you here, and think of you staying here after we leave, I feel sad Like a knife. I really want to, and I have the ability to let you leave this place at any time with just one sentence, but I have never done so. Because in my eyes, you are not a plaything that can be manipulated at will , and there is nothing that needs to be erased. If you have plans to leave here, I am very happy to take you away. If you want to talk about the past, I will listen. If you don’t want to mention it, I will not ask a word. There are countless people around me. My lady Shuyuan, but I have never respected any woman as much as I respect you. Your past has never been the reason for me to despise you, and I never think it is pulling you out of the fire pit or giving you anything. From beginning to end, I was the one asking for your charity."

Qi She held Qingtian's face in both palms, and her cuffs embroidered with wishful wishes were being hit by her tears that were more ferocious than the river.He smiled cheerfully, "Right now, I just want to know one thing: Have I been lucky enough to have your amazing heart that turned a prince into a beggar? — Nod, damn it, nod."

Qingtian began to nod, nodded and nodded again.This moment was a brand new miracle. Her heart had been healed by him from an incurable terminal illness, but that day was not a holiday, this heart had already died, and he brought it back to life with a spell.He is not only a doctor, he is a god.Qing Tian, ​​who was going through the pain of rebirth, cried so many tears in her life, enough to wash away the uncleanness in every pore of her one by one, and there were many more, enough to wash his feet for him, and then use her long hair Dry him off.He is the leader, and she is his fanatical follower.It is in the way that a congregation belongs to its pope, and in the way a revived soul belongs to its priest, from now on, Qingtian belongs to Qi She.Even if she is under 99 days and he is above 33 days, there is no hindrance.

Love was originally the Babel Tower.

In the winter at the end of the year, in one of the most luxurious brothels in Beijing, a royal family member who had killed his wife and brother, and a prostitute who had been completely reborn and cleansed of blemishes were embracing and kissing each other.In other words, a saint with a past and a sinner with a future.Or rather, a man, and a woman.

Notes:

[1] Also known as "Dichao" and "Chaobao", it is a news copy dedicated to the imperial court to inform the political situation and documents, and it has appeared in the Western Han Dynasty.

[2] Also known as "zhizheng" and "xiuzhi", that is, returning to official positions and retiring for old age.

[3] "Stealing jobs" refers to prostitutes having sex with customers when they are not staying.

[4] (Jin) Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Spring": "In the Taiyuan period of the Jin Dynasty, Wuling people fished for a living. Walking along the stream, forgetting the distance of the road. Suddenly, there are peach blossom forests, hundreds of steps between the banks, and there are no miscellaneous trees in the middle. The fragrant grass is delicious, the falling flowers are colorful, and the fisherman is very different....Nanyang Liu Ziji, a noble scholar in Nanyang, heard about it, and went there happily. He failed, and he died after searching for illness, and there was no one who cared about it."

[5] Mrs. Li, the favorite concubine of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, insisted on refusing to face the saint with a decayed appearance when she was seriously ill, so that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty always missed her beautiful appearance and treated her family kindly after her death.

[6] (Tang) Liu Fangping's "Spring Resentment": "The screen window is getting dusk at sunset, and no one sees tears in the golden house. The lonely and empty courtyard is late for spring, and the pear blossoms are everywhere without opening the door."

[7] (Southern and Northern Dynasties) Bao Zhao's "Response to Master Chrysanthemum": "Wine comes out of wild rice, and chrysanthemum grows tall grass. The taste and appearance are so amazing that it can make you fall in love. The jade bowl is only ashamed, and it is for you this autumn. The golden cover covers the teeth, why is the heart alone? "

[8] (Tang) Li Bai's "Songs of Resentment": "Entering the Han Palace on the fifteenth day, the flowers are smiling and the spring is red. The king chooses the color of jade, and sleeps in the golden screen. The pillow is tender and the moon is beautiful, and the clothes are in love with the spring breeze. Ning knows Zhao Feiyan, wins Love and hate are endless. Sorrow can hurt people, and green temples turn into frost. Once you are not happy, the world is nothing. You can exchange wine for fine wine, dance clothes and carve dragons. I can’t bear the cold and bitterness, and I will play silk for you. The heart is broken. Broken, heartbroken at night."

[9] The headgear worn in the center of the front of the hair bun with the pins facing upwards is called "distraction". It is usually used as a single piece and not in pairs.

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